Bad Habits: A Dark Anthology - Yolanda Olson Page 0,89

Suri what it is that you heard last night."

My gaze moves to Sister Dawn, and I challenge her to say what she heard out loud.

"Well, I saw Sister Suri walking to her room. I asked her if she was coming to dinner. When she said no, that she didn't feel well, I let her go. Once dinner was over, I felt the need to check on her. I walked to her room and was getting ready to knock on her door when I heard it."

Fuck, and I tried so hard to keep it in.

"Heard what?" Mother Superior asks, wanting Sister Dawn to elaborate.

Mother Superior is a horrible person. Is she going to sit here and make Sister Dawn say what she heard, knowing that it's going to eat her alive to do so? She's no better than I am.

I sit there, watching Sister Dawn try to work up the courage to say what it is she heard. She starts to speak, unable to say what it is she heard. She is stuttering and talking around what it is she actually wants to say.

"She heard me orgasming," I interrupt.

I can't stand the thought of making Sister Dawn say it, knowing she's too shy to do so. I don't care if she's a tattletale, she means well. She certainly doesn't deserve this purposeful humiliation just so Mother Superior can wield her power over me.

I hate being the better person, better than Mother Superior anyway, all the while knowing what a fucking asshole I am.

Mother Superior looks angry at the fact that I spoke for Dawn.

Too fucking bad.

"Is this true, Sister Dawn. Is Sister Suri telling the truth?"

"Yes ma'am," Sister Dawn says, her eyes glued to her fingers, which are linked together, tightly, in her lap.

"It's not fair of you to make her say it, knowing it embarrasses her so much. Haven't you heard of humility, Mother Superior?"

Mother Superior isn't happy with the fact that, suddenly, Sister Dawn and I are on the same team. I can't argue with her. I'm not excited about it either, but I can't seem to kick that submissive nature of mine, putting everyone else before me.

"Sister Dawn, thank you. You may leave," Mother Superior states.

I stay seated, knowing she's not finished with me. Once Sister Dawn leaves, she turns back toward my direction.

"How dare you!" she shrieks.

"Excuse me? It's not like I was in the middle of the hallway doing what I did. I was in the privacy of my own room. I even told Sister Dawn that I would be fine and didn't need anything. It's not my fault that she followed me and got herself into this mess!"

Whack!

Suddenly, my head is cast to the side by the force of the back of Mother Superior's hand. My hand flies to the corner of my mouth and my cheek to stop the sting. She must have surprised herself as much as she surprised me because once I compose myself enough to look at her, I see the shock plastered across her face.

I lower my hand, and her eyes grow even wider. Looking down at my fingers, I see a tiny amount of blood on them. My tongue travels to the corner of my mouth, where my lips meet, and I taste metal.

Blood. This bitch made me bleed!

My gaze fixates on her once more, but this time it's filled with hatred.

"Get out," she commands.

"Now who should be ashamed? How many Hail Marys is it going to take for God to forgive you for this transgression, Mother?"

"Get out now! Go to your room and do not leave it until I come and get you or, so help me God; the consequences will be a thousand times worse. Don't forget that I know why you're here."

She wouldn't, would she? The bitch has the one thing in the world that can control my every move, and I fucking detest her for it. I get up and run from her office, not stopping until I get to my room and lock my door behind me. I throw myself down onto the bed and start crying. I am not this person. I swore to myself that once I left Tim, I would never again live under someone else's thumb. I have to get out of here. I need to get a hold of Detective Robbins. If he can't place me somewhere else, ASAP, then I will run.

Several hours later, I hear a soft knock on my door. I ignore it, I can't bring